"Why did Chen Changsheng get to pick up all the good seedlings in the world?"
"Heaven truly has no eyes!"
Xuan Huo strode over, cursing under his breath.
Looking at the refined and gentle Lu Mingyu before him, Xuan Huo felt both irritated and helpless.
When an expert made a move, one immediately knew whether they had the real thing. Though the two had exchanged only one move just now, both already had a rough idea of the final outcome.
If they truly had to determine a victor, Xuan Huo would certainly be the one to win.
But the problem was that Xuan Huo's victory would only be temporary, while Lu Mingyu's victory would be eternal.
To put it simply, Xuan Huo had seen "invincibility" in Lu Mingyu.
"The Fighting Saint Technique?"
Xuan Huo asked sourly.
"Yes."
"That feeling... was it the soul?"
"That's right!"
Lu Mingyu answered Xuan Huo's questions truthfully. Xuan Huo smacked his lips. "A perfect Bitter Sea System, an Immaculate Body immune to all techniques."
"With the Fighting Saint Technique and that soul state, you can truly be called flawless."
"I may be able to defeat you for a time, but I cannot defeat you for a lifetime. Fighting someone like you is no fun."
"If I ever get the chance to fight you to the death, perhaps I'll be interested in making another move against you."
"Thank you, Senior, for showing restraint!"
Lu Mingyu smiled and clasped his hands in salute. Xuan Huo, meanwhile, walked directly over to Guan Ping.
"Little girl, take out all the materials you prepared."
"Let me see what would suit your husband."
Hearing Xuan Huo's words, Guan Ping dumped everything from her Storage Magical Artifact in one go.
Looking at the countless peerless materials before him, Xuan Huo's mouth twitched.